Yesterday was lovely. I was smart enough to realize that I couldn’t do EVERYTHING. I went to Declan’s t-ball game and to the First Communion. Passed on swim team practice, hairdresser and nail salon. Calli was asking about me on the way to the hairdresser.
“Why didn’t Nana come? This is a girls’ trip. I thought just the boys were staying home.”
Before anyone could answer she said, “Oh, I get it. She didn’t come because she doesn’t HAVE any hair.”
Right, Calli. (actually I do have hair, just not much of it)
The service was beautiful. The three little girls who were making their First Communion came down the aisle with the priest. Each family had reserved seating up front. Everyone (even the littlest one) was civilized for the entire service which seemed to me to go on forever. The gathering afterwards was perfect…just the family and a couple good family friends (Lana’s preschool teacher and her daughter, her favorite babysitter) We watched the slide show (not bad for my first attempt), had a great supper and delicious cake.
I faded early…slipped away and went to bed. The party went on, moving outside to the pool. The kids went swimming in the dark while the adults sat and gabbed and made sure no one drowned.
Declan had a major temper tantrum this morning. He wanted cake for breakfast. There was no reasoning with him. It reminded me of a time when Sean was about Declan’s age. We were at the dinner table and he dropped something on the floor. I told him to hop down and get it. He ignored me.
I said, patiently, “Sean, honey, pick that up. We don’t have a maid.”
Sean immediately started wailing “I want a maid. I want a maid.” Next thing we knew he was on the floor kicking and screaming that we needed to get him a maid RIGHT AWAY.
Watching Declan today brought it all back. I hope it gives Erin hope…to know that the kid who is shrieking and demanding cake for breakfast will eventually be a very reasonable, nice guy like Sean.
(PS. We never did get that maid)
Sean leaves today. This is a hard one. We’re not sure when we’ll see him again. He and Carly are moving to Los Angeles…probably in June. Unless he makes a quick trip to Florida before they go, we won’t be seeing him until the fall. Our plan is to fly out there in October. I’ve never been to California. It will be quite a trip.
Jerry and I will be leaving Flower Mound tomorrow. We’ll see the Littles again for Fourth of July when we come back to Texas for my three month checkup. That’s a long time but at least it’s good to know it’s on the calendar.